Wow, 9 months!!! In some ways it feels like an eternity, in others it doesn't! Apparently, I am still very early in my recovery and it's too soon to tell if the treatment I had in Mexico was successful. Given my fatigue is much better and the 3 lesions I do have are inactive, I'd say it was, but never did I think I'd get as bad as I am apparently (according to chat GPT) this is the worst phase, and given I have had a HSCT, instant menopause, fractured ribs (suspected) and 2 fractures in my spine (confirmed) it is very normal to be extra dizzy, shaky and unable to walk unassisted! Insert eye roll! Not ideal, especially coming up to the busiest time of the year! Marcus and I purchased a portable mobility scooter, yes, I was protesting but it's the only way I can really get around. So, we took it to the shops the other day to do some Christmas shopping! I was careful not to run into anyone or anything!! Sad but true! I'd like to think it's only temporary, but...
6 Months post transplant... Well, I didn't think 6 months would come, and I certainly didn't anticipate being worse than before treatment, but here we are. In my head I'd be working, driving and running again by now. Not the case, in fact far from it! I have based recovery on some other stories I had read... why not aim high, I am only setting myself up for a greater disappointment.🙄 I was worried that maybe I was doing something wrong, thinking perhaps I shouldn't be pushing myself too hard. But like most things, if you don't use it, you'll lose it. It's important to keep moving, so despite motivation being low... I do. And no, apparently I am doing everything right, and time, it'll take time to recover. I am inpatient, I know, but 6 months of doing not much feels like forever!! And now I have to wonder if this is as good as it's going to get. Everything seems like the biggest challenge, and I have learnt to listen to my body better, pace mys...